Larry One-Shots and Sickfics

No One Believes Him-Louis

This one was a request for:  hazflieshometolou  

Sorry I took so long to get your request up.  I've had this story floating around in my mind for the past week or two, and I finally got around to writing it down!  I hope you like it!

Please read my note at the end.  It's long, but read it anyway, please! :)

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Louis awoke to the sound of the alarm blaring. Groaning, he reached over and turned if off before turning to look at Harry, who was also stirring awake.

"Come on, Haz," Louis said softly, his throat feeling dry.

"I'm up, I'm up," Harry responded, slowly getting out of bed.

The two boys got up and got ready for the day, then made their way to the hotel's elevator to get some food from the lobby. Once they made it to the breakfast room, they quickly spotted Liam and Niall, who eagerly waved them over to their table.

"Mornin', lads," Niall said, taking a big bite from his cream cheese-covered bagel.

"Morning," Liam said, smiling at them widely.

Harry mumbled out a hello, while Louis just nodded, feeling too tired to speak. Harry went over to the buffet and filled his plate with food, but Louis simply grabbed a bottled water, not having an appetite this morning.

Harry raised an eyebrow at him. "That's all you're having to eat?"

Louis shrugged. "Not hungry," he said, unscrewing the cap and taking a drink, wincing as his throat hurt as he swallowed. No one seemed to notice and Louis didn't say anything about it. He simply sat there and took small sips of his water while the rest of the boys ate.

Once they were all done, they piled up into the van and were on their way to the venue where they would have a concert that night. For some reason, Louis felt tired. He leaned his head on Harry's shoulder and closed his eyes, Harry's scent relaxing him immediately.

He must have fallen asleep, because the next thing he knew, he was being shaken awake by Harry, and the other boys were nowhere in sight, having already gone inside.

"Lou, baby. Wake up, love. We're at the stadium," Harry said softly, gently nudging Louis's shoulder.

Louis slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, even though he still felt tired after taking the 45 minute nap. Along with the sore throat, he now had a pounding headache, and he really wished he could just go back to the hotel and sleep. He knew, though, that that wasn't an option. They got out of the van and joined the other boys in one of the dressing rooms, where they were all just hanging out until their rehearsal later in the day.

Harry sat on the couch and Louis sat down beside him, heavily plopping his body down and leaning his head against the back of the sofa.

Harry looked at him in concern. "Babe, did you sleep okay last night? You're being awfully quiet today," he asked.

"Yeah, I slept fine," he answered, closing his eyes.

"But you keep wanting to sleep. Are you sure you slept okay? Are you alright?" he asked, worry evident in his voice.

Louis sighed and opened his eyes. "Yes, Haz, I slept fine last night. I just don't feel that great today. I'm really tired for some reason and my throat and head hurt a lot."

Harry scrunched his brows together as he reached out to feel Louis's forehead after brushing his fringe from his eyes. He raised an eyebrow up as he pulled his hand away.